If I could only convey to the world how many books I own.
I own every Babysitter's Club book.
I own every Goosebumps book.
I own an alarming amount of Sweet Valley books, and other random series I picked up on like Amber Brown, Amelia (those diary books), Georgia Nicolson, and a smattering of novels about Full House. I have books from my asian phase (Chinese Cinderella, Ties that bind, ties that break, Joy Luck Club) books from my phase where I read a lot of books about people dying (Car acccidents, Leukemia, everything), books from my phase where I read books about British girls as opposed to American girls like usual, books from my phase where I read modern adaptations of fairy tales.... AND THEY'RE ALL STILL HERE, IN MY ROOM, IN STACKS AND BOXES.
I just found a copy of the book "The year my life went down the loo" (from the British phase I suppose) and in it was a homemade bookmark that had my name, address, phone number, and a drawing I did of some flowers. The bottom was signed in marker, "Kristina Horner, age 12".
Sometimes I really wish I was more like I was when I was 12. That's adorable.
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